Tag Archives: Gothic

Suspiration – #Gothic #FlashFiction for #Halloween

24 Sunday Oct 2021

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Halls stained with silent shadows and serrating whispers bled into the dimness of the icy ether as the glimmer of light from beyond cracked glass panes struggled to permeate the chill. Amid the perturbed hush, a suspiration of frosty air snaked its away along the columns and cold, gray stone; reaching for what lay beyond its grasp; hoping for one last connection with what was long since lost.

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~Morgan~

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Beautiful photograph found on Google Images. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original Photographer. Thank You~

#MusicandMuse – Pawn – #Dark #PoetryandMusic

15 Monday Mar 2021

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Writhing Spirals of ebon night

Entrance into a Tantric sight

Embellished within the Tapestry of my thoughts

Where rhythms Perch like daggers

Caught

Cascading in the ribbon of Seductive Night

Delirious trajectory Conforming

Contrite

Begging Forgiveness as the blade falls

Whispering Serration of Echoing calls

As I plummet through the Vast Unknown

What I once was; Now no longer Shown

Wings held close

Unutilized

Falling from Light

Paralyzed

Mesmerized

Chastised

Despised

Lost in the quicksilver Agony of Shame

Forgotten Pawn in an endless game.

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This is a companion piece, written in response to Fall From Grace by Richard M. Ankers

Thank You Richard for the killer Inspiration 😉

~Morgan~

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Musical Inspiration by: Within Temptation

 

Shards of Moonlight – #Halloween #Poetry

30 Monday Oct 2017

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Shards of Moonlight

Shards of Moonlight,

Halo of Flame

Whispering Secrets

The Night Won’t Name,

Incantations of Memory

That Entreat and Claim.

Shards of Moonlight,

Silence Singing Loud,

Beguiling the Hush

With a Mystical Cloud,

Transitory Spectacle

Woven Like Gothic Shroud.

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~Morgan~
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Artwork found on Pinterest.  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original Artist.  Thank You~

#FridayFantasy – Clockwork Rhymes – #50WordStories

22 Friday Sep 2017

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Whispers of secrets laugh boldly, yet are jealously guarded; staring like harbingers from her mechanized gaze.

Grace fallen upon unforgiving innocence betrays a wealth of calamity sitting in melancholic glee upon her shoulders.

Childhood sings from the devious shadows; hope smiling as she silently watches clockwork unraveling Gothic nursery rhymes.

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I confess, I took a cue from Richard Ankers in writing this 50 Word Story.  I’ve enjoyed his for some time now and never thought I could condense my verbosity into so few words, but it was a fun challenge and you will probably see more.  Thank You Richard!

(Find/Read Richard here: https://richardankers.com )

~Morgan~

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Amazing Image found on Pinterest.  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Artist/Photographer.  Thank You.

Your Song’s Sweet Sound- #Sonnet XXVIIII – #RomanticTuesday #Love #Poetry

18 Tuesday Jul 2017

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Your Sweet Song's Sound

Speak not when this pale shallow glass
Shall fall in broken shale upon the floor,
Scattering winsome Laughter as Seasons pass,
Whispering in Retrospect, More and More.
Like Fallen Roses in the Burgeoning Rush of May,
When Petals Glisten and Drop in Heavy Balm,
This Passion, Once Remembered, forgets to Play,
And Now sits brooding, Silent in the Broken Calm.
Transparent and Untended in the Willow-ribbon haze,
This Mirror of True Love, now Tarnished Lies,
Reflecting Naught but my Own Shifting Gaze,
While Memory Above the Void, Unraveled, Flies.
Now as the Darkness Seeps and Sinks Around,
My Yearning Heart Strains to Hear Your Songs Sweet Sound.

~Morgan~

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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Anne Stokes

#FridayFeyDay – Suspiration – #Gothic #FlashFiction

28 Friday Apr 2017

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Halls stained with silent shadows and serrating whispers bled into the dimness of the icy ether as the glimmer of light from beyond cracked glass panes struggled to permeate the chill.  Amid the perturbed hush, a suspiration of frosty air snaked its away along the columns and cold, gray stone; reaching for what lay beyond its grasp; hoping for one last connection with what was long since lost.

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~Morgan~

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Beautiful photograph found on Google Images.  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original Photographer.   Thank You~

#MusicandMuseMonday – Pawn – #Dark #Poetry

12 Monday Sep 2016

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Writhing Spirals of ebon night

Entrance into a Tantric sight

Embellished within the Tapestry of my thoughts

Where rhythms Perch like daggers Continue reading →

Friday Fantasy – Clockwork Rhymes – 50 Word Stories

06 Friday May 2016

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Dolly

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Whispers of secrets laugh boldly, yet are jealously guarded; staring like harbingers from her mechanized gaze.  Continue reading →

Friday Fantasy – Your Song’s Sweet Sound- Sonnet XXVIIII

06 Friday Nov 2015

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Your Sweet Song's Sound

Speak not when this pale shallow glass
Shall fall in broken shale upon the floor,
Scattering winsome Laughter as Seasons pass,
Whispering in Retrospect, More and More.
Like Fallen Roses in the Burgeoning Rush of May,
When Petals Glisten and Drop in Heavy Balm,
This Passion, Once Remembered, forgets to Play,
And Now sits brooding, Silent in the Broken Calm.
Transparent and Untended in the Willow-ribbon haze,
This Mirror of True Love, now Tarnished Lies,
Reflecting Naught but my Own Shifting Gaze,
While Memory Above the Void, Unraveled, Flies.
Now as the Darkness Seeps and Sinks Around,
My Yearning Heart Strains to Hear Your Songs Sweet Sound.

~Morgan~

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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Anne Stokes

Friday Fantasy – Shards of Moonlight

16 Friday Oct 2015

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Shards of Moonlight

Shards of Moonlight,

Halo of Flame

Whispering Secrets

The Night Won’t Name,

Incantations of Memory

That Entreat and Claim.

Shards of Moonlight,

Silence Singing Loud,

Beguiling the Hush

With a Mystical Cloud,

Transitory Spectacle

Woven Like Gothic Shroud.

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~Morgan~
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Artwork found at: c2.staticflickr.com

Friday Fantasy – Upon the Wings of Enchantment – Sonnet 36

23 Friday Jan 2015

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Upon the Wings

Upon the Wings of Enchantment

I Weave my Hopes, my Dreams,

Enacting in my other Self,

Sweet, Magic Fantasies,

Whispers of another Time,

Far Forgotten, Long Ago,

Capturing my Waking Musings,

Like Sparkling, Shimmering Show.

Pale and tragic now these Hours,

Listless, gothic, horror and Fright;

But Upon the Wings of Enchantment,

Singing,

All that’s wrong, is Beguiled by Right.

Dancing, Twirling, Floating Free,

Mystic, Magical, Fantasy!

Upon the Wings2

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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Artwork found on Facebook at: Fantasy Art Addiction. Credit Acknowledged to the original ArtistsThank You!

Friday Fantasy – Your Song’s Sweet Sound- Sonnet XXVIIII

30 Friday May 2014

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Your Sweet Song's Sound

Speak not when this pale shallow glass
Shall fall in mute shale upon the floor,
Scattering winsome Laughter as Seasons pass,
Whispering in Retrospect, now More and More.
Like Fallen Roses in the Rush of May,
When Petals Glisten in Heavy Balm,
This Passion, Once Remembered, forgets to Play,
And Now sits brooding; Silent, not Calm.
Transparent in the Willow-ribbon haze,
This Mirror of True Love, now Tarnished Lies,
Reflecting Naught but my Own Shifting Gaze,
While Memory Above the Void, Unraveled, Flies.
Now as the Darkness Seeps and Sinks Around,
My Yearning Heart Strains to Hear Your Songs Sweet Sound.

~Morgan~

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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Anne Stokes